The female doctor breathed a sigh of relief after dealing with it, and turned her back to pack the bandage first aid kit.

"Crying?" Behind him, his cold voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was low and indifferent, "Do you have a reason?" ”

It seemed to question her, and it seemed to be talking to herself.

"......" An Ran sobbed, tears almost sticking to him.

When she was in the army, her wounds were always all over her body, and when she was injured like this in the past, Mo Huaiyuan personally helped her bandage it.

-- Because Enron doesn't want anyone else. It doesn't matter if your arms and legs or your head are injured, it's okay to put them in front of others, but once you encounter the kind that needs to cut your clothes, you won't be touched except for him dying safely.

Mo Huaiyuan still remembers one time, she injured her ribs.

The sharp weapon pierced through the ribs and pierced inside. The wound was gushing and bleeding, and the lungs were in danger. The doctor of the emergency team said to cut the text in the middle. Chest buckle, after taking out the sharp weapon, stop the bleeding, and die peacefully, cold sweat until Mo Huaiyuan came, and the surrounding group of doctors who were scolded by An Zhanyu and turned pale with bloody heads and faces were like being amnesty.

Mo Huaiyuan at that time-

Coldly dispersed a group of people, closed the curtain, took the scissors, leaned over and pulled away the small hand she was protecting her chest, and cut the button.

He used to be in the Light and Shadow Team, and the ambulance level was top-notch.

"Mo Huaiyuan, you are not allowed to look at ......" An Ran clenched the sheets and endured the pain, gritting his teeth and spitting out a few words.

Mo Huaiyuan coldly pushed the anesthetic forward, stared at her wound with deep eyes, and said, "Relax." ”

Too much tension can make the lungs more susceptible to iron piercing.

The nurse walked in and gave him a surgical hood, and there were those who dug holes to circle the operating position and put it on the patient.

Mo Huaiyuan said, "No. ”

After half an hour of surgery, when the bubbling blood flowed out, Mo Huaiyuan closed his eyes and turned his head sideways, and asked the female nurse to help him wipe his sweat.

After An Ran woke up after the operation, his eyes stared at Mo Huaiyuan viciously like a sharp blade for a long time.

"Do you dare to do without a surgical hood? Don't you need a surgical mask, then don't you see it all? Mo Huaiyuan you this stream. Hypocrites!! An Ran couldn't wait to get out of bed and eat him alive, and threw a pillow over.

Mo Huaiyuan coldly blocked the pillow that came over and continued to discuss her condition with the doctor.

"I have the heart to take a look at you more??" After that, Mo Huaiyuan walked over and sneered at her, his tone was as light as water, but it was thick with affection, "If you are excited and breathe unsteadily, you can be pierced through the lungs by an iron tool, how many such patients have you seen survive?" ”

An Ran hated his tone of "don't ask, you idiot doesn't understand", and said in a hard tone: "I'm not a doctor, I haven't seen it!" ”

Mo Huaiyan sneered, and after the sneer dissipated, he added in a low voice: "I haven't seen it either." ”

- When your life is in danger, it's too late to worry about your heart, who has time to take advantage of you?

- He didn't wear a surgical mask because he was not a doctor, so he didn't have to show off his professional standards, and he had better be able to see her fainting face wearing an oxygen mask all the time, reminding him that it was no one else who was operating, but her.

Since then, he seems to have become her exclusive therapist.

Whether An Ran is a cracked thigh muscle, a bullet in the back, or an Achilles tendon injury in his ankle, he is the one who comes at every first moment.

So, how could she endure that when she was injured and stitched, Mo Huaiyuan was thousands of miles away, hugging another woman's waist and talking softly to her?

Of course she's going to go crazy. Gotta go crazy.

When the female doctor finished the thorough care and instructed the precautions after the order, Mo Huaiyuan gently clasped the little head of the person in his arms, and his face was cold to see if she listened or not.

Well. Very good.

- She fell asleep......

There were sticky tears hanging from his long eyelashes, his eyes were red and swollen, and his other small hand was firmly wrapped around his sturdy waist, nestled soundly in his arms...... Asleep......

******

In the dead of night.

Before An Ran woke up, he felt like he was being bitten by ants, and the bite was very painful, as if he had tongs.

Hands and knees are hot.

She had a high fever, her throat was thirsty and hot, she woke up drenched in sweat, fell down again, tossed and turned.

"......" muttered, headache, pain to death.

"Dad...... Water ......" buried deep in the pillow, and spit out these two words in a dumb voice, for a long time, around